Si Yan lay at the foot of the bed, observing the two cubs huddled together.
The milk-cute dumpling felt very warm and naturally burrowed into his embrace. He relaxed, allowing her to seek coolness against his body.
Si Yan muttered, What a pity.
The Great Demon King She Wang seemed cold-blooded and cruel, but deep down, in a corner of his very being, he concealed a final sliver of gentleness and goodwill. If the world hadn't been so indifferent, if he hadn't suffered so many injustices, he might not have become the villain he was now.
Gecko perked up. "Grandson, want to try conquering the great villain?"
Si Yan chuckled softly. "Good thing you said conquer the villain, not whitewash him."
Gecko asked, "You? Whitewash him? Looking at you, you could be a villain yourself. And you want to whitewash another villain?"
Si Yan raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"
Grinning, Gecko changed the subject. "Grandson, let Grandpa tell you something."
Si Yan's lips twitched.
